Posted June 5th, 2003 by Michelle

It’s useless for me to figure out why I’m so damn exhausted when I’ve just had three days off, but I can’t help wondering. I feel as though I haven’t had a full night of sleep in weeks. To top it off, my cell phone disappeared from my bag on the subway tonight. I was nodding off a litte, and had my book out, and my big zippered pouch was opened, which is where my phone lives. I don’t know how it happened but it did, and I got home with that sick feeling that something was wrong. It was.

I cannot not have a cell phone. It is the only number anyone has, including my agent, my Peace Corps recruiter, and my Dad, for god’s sake, and I cannot be unreachable. I am loving my double negatives. Anyway, I got right back on the train to drop a precious $130 on a new phone- the cheapest one they had- and came back home to program it. It is uglier, heavier, and larger. My old phone has been with me since my first week in New York, and I must have dropped it twenty times without it even noticing. Now I have this big, ugly, red thing that cost me two weeks of groceries. But what’s a girl to do.

I have to work in the morning. And then hopefully go to bed by about eight tomorrow night.